The Missing Lady of the Night
A poem inspired by my current state of mind
Can I ask you a few questions? About a lady, a lady of the night, She was last seen in bed, With you as you held her tight.
Ah, I knew this girl once, And we did share a bed, But I don’t know anything else, You must be misled.
Who was she to you?
She was the girl of my dreams, A lover I’ve known all my life, The cure to my stress and fatigue, She’s closer than my wife.
When did you last see her?
I met her for one last night, About a week or 2 ago, We shared a bed, said our peace, And I let her go.
Why did you stop seeing her?
A mountain of files piled up on my desk, Business or pleasure, I had to choose, With a heavy heart, I chose my work, Or my income I would lose.
Where is she now?
I don’t know and don’t care, I have far too much to do, Maybe she went to a farm, To count a sheep or two.
What are you hiding?
I’m hiding nothing, Don’t accuse me like a fool, Innocent until proven guilty, Isn’t that your stupid rule?
How did you do it?
Oh, cluck off with you and your questions! I’m dead tired, deadly serious, and have a mountain of work to do! True to her name, the witch must be sleeping with another man, So go ask someone else, go on, get, shoo!
I sat down today and let my pen take the lead. I wanted to turn the tired thoughts in my head into words on a page. Soon, I found myself in a murder mystery. I was the culprit and she was sleep.
I think the scenario originated from a local term we use to describe staying up late at night — නිදි මරණවා. It can be roughly translated to killing sleep. I was killing sleep for about a week, completing a report that was due on Monday. It was tiring, but more than that, I felt guilty — guilty about not taking care of my health.
Hopefully, I will get better at managing my sleep and work to achieve that elusive goal of finding “a work-life balance.” Unlit then, I am going to catch up with sleep and rest for a week.
If you want to read something way more cheery and humorous, check out how a first-world problem almost gave me a mental breakdown. It was terrifying.
This week I found a very funny story about the woes of being a pirate by Sam Miller. It was really funny and left me in stitches. Check it out!
Thank you for reading and have a great day!!!
